things I write when the world gets dark

I'm Sorry

I know I am not good enough

You would think I have learned my lesson by now

Sad to say I have not

Kept in the clouds

Losing oxygen with every breath I take

I am sorry I am not your perfect doll you seem to picture me as

I have been broken into pieces

Some from you, some from others

I am pretty sure you aren't the doll you say you are

You probably have been broken down too

In to tiny pieces

So don't blame me if I'm not perfect darling,
'Cause I am pretty sure you aren't either